CXLVII: plethora of love

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your whole being is a plethora of love that overflows with things i love. i love you to love my being too: of things that faintly describes me, of shadows on my spine
staying still even the sun shines through it, of my skin seeking the ghastly zephyr which the morning embraces to everyone, of my ineffable manners baffling even your perceptions about me...

i want you to excavate through my innards brimming with warmth.
i want you to comprehend my complexities.

September 17, 2023
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